Chapter 25 The Torment of a Trapped Bird He paced back and forth

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Before the Daoist Couple Ceremony, Miao Jue had already devised a way to counter the control of the Magpie Sun Immortal.

This method is similar to the one used when Chen Jinshi interrogated him about his identity.

Every time she heard the voice of the Magpie Yang Immortal, she would indeed fall into a state of unconsciousness, uncontrollably heading in the direction indicated by the voice, and delivering this naturally grown spiritual bone to his door.

But this time, Miao Jue left a wisp of flexible wood spirit essence on the rings of her consciousness, which kept stretching the terminal bud of her retrospection, and the fixed retrospection unit was her own consciousness.

It's as if her journey from the Third Heaven to the Seventh Heaven was a constant process of retracing her own consciousness. Each time she was manipulated by a voice, she would regain her senses.

This is still very dangerous. Because the voice seems to come from where she was born, flowing in her blood, without any power to resist, like a kind of Gu that lives on blood ties and has been growing within this body ever since, firmly binding Dongfang Qian's body.

Perhaps Queyangxian had prepared this child for this very day.

Unfortunately, the soul inside this body, which was originally destined to die young, has been replaced, so she will rebel.

The key is to break the bloodline curse within her body, but since the Magpie Sun Immortal possesses the entire Nether Bone, her true strength has never been revealed to anyone. Even now that the Nether Bone is failing, crushing a mere Earth-level cultivator like her would be a piece of cake.

So, after careful consideration, Miaojue realized one thing: the moment when Queyangxian underwent bone transformation was her weakest moment.

That was the best time for her to break free of body control.

Since that's the case, she has no choice but to follow the voice and walk into the trap herself.

I just don't know why Chen Jinshi followed us?

Shouldn't the villains be stirring up trouble and causing bloodshed at the Dao Couple Ceremony?

Under the dim light of the alchemy cauldron, the white-robed youth stood stiffly in place.

It was as if all the important acupoints on his body had been sealed off, and his posture was like that of a dead person.

Miaojue couldn't quite make out the expression on his face.

In those shimmering, smiling, yet wicked peach blossom eyes, there was a despairing grayness.

He was clearly a world-destroying madman who would burn the world in ten years, a terrorist who could kill a few people at will and take his fate and love tribulations for amusement, but at this moment he seemed so terrified that he was at a loss, his lips trembling.

It felt like the world was collapsing repeatedly.

What's wrong with him? Miao Jue wondered, why was the cauldron so frightening to him? Then why did he follow me?

Chen Jinshi's thin lips parted slightly, his breath both icy and scalding. After a long, seemingly decades-long time, he slowly raised his head and looked into the eyes of the girl before him.

Queyang used bloodline as a poison to summon the soul of his own flesh and blood, making her send this new set of bones to him.

As long as she is indeed Dongfang Qian, there is no possibility of her waking up, because this is a curse from her closest relatives that has been imprinted on her soul since birth.

But she woke up.

It wasn't even a momentary struggle to regain consciousness, but a complete and utter awakening.

This means that her soul is not Dongfang Qian.

Who is she?

Chen Jinshi's fingertips trembled uncontrollably at his sides. He tried to shout something, but no sound came out. Images from ten years ago and the present flashed before his eyes like a revolving lantern, making him feel like he was about to die.

The clearer you think about it, the more you want to die.

Ten years later, the marriage tree broke, revealing its rings, and he then saw the soul trapped within it.

When he tried to reach out and touch her, a sudden burst of light appeared on the rings of her head, and she was pulled away from him. Then, time began to rewind throughout the world.

He never thought deeply about, nor dared to think deeply about, where that wisp of soul had gone.

But when Dongfang Qian opened her eyes, she found that the people who should have died during the Yingyu night raid had not died... and she also had the power to manipulate time.

That was what the rings of the marriage tree brought her...

Chen Jinshi looked at the clear-eyed girl standing in front of him, and his heart crumbled inch by inch.

It turns out that the person in the tree ten years later returned here before him.

That's great! That's great!

The answer he had been searching for was finally within reach.

But he began to tremble uncontrollably, his blood boiling and then freezing into ice crystals. His thin lips moved for a long time, but he didn't know what to say, his mind reeling as if a thousand thunderbolts were crashing down.

Is something wrong?

Where did she put that thing?

She has absolutely no memory of the token he gave her... So, does she still remember him?

Is she really herself?

If she really is her... then what has he done?

Finally, Dust settled and he closed his eyes.

A gray, gloomy shadow loomed over my eyes, leaving me helpless and at a loss. Despite having ten years of memories, it felt like I had returned to my weakest and most helpless childhood.

...

Miaojue felt that the bone sword in her sleeve was acting strangely. Sometimes it burned her skin until it turned red, and other times it was as cold as ice, as if its state was very unstable.

Strange things have been happening one after another today.

She looked at the handsome face in front of her, which had turned almost transparent and bloodless, as if it had been violently attacked, and then looked at the eerie and bloody atmosphere around her. She probably understood.

The villain must have been thinking about his own fate!

Queyang Xian used up his entire set of Netherworld Bones and is now so weak that he needs the bloodline spirit bones of his relatives to replace them in order to continue. Chen Jinshi has consumed countless pieces of Netherworld flesh and blood, and has eaten himself to the level of destroying the world and reaching the heavens. The retribution he will suffer will certainly not be small.

Look at him now, he looks like he's been punished.

Miao Jue thought about it more and more and it made more sense. He even guessed his purpose. Chen Jinshi had known about the relationship between Queyang Immortal and Dongfang Qian for a long time. It was he who told Miao Jue that Queyang Immortal used the entire set of Nether Bones to create an immortal body. Given his personality, he would follow along to see how she was stripped of her bones, and he could even reap the benefits and steal the Nether Bones that Queyang occupied.

A moment of silence fell over the scene.

Miao Jue, clutching the bone sword hidden in his sleeve, tried to shoo away the villain in front of him, "Hey—"

Although you are extremely wicked, my underhanded tricks are also incredibly creative.

But as soon as she spoke, the villain in front of her trembled for some reason, as if he had suddenly come back to reality.

His lifeless peach blossom eyes fell to the ground, without looking at her.

Just then, the cauldron emitted a slow, heavy mechanical sound.

The array gate they had just entered suddenly snapped shut, and the thousand steps they had come up with vanished in the blink of an eye. After three muffled booms, they were completely trapped inside!

...

The surroundings were completely closed off, and the sounds of birdsong and music ceased, as if only the two of them remained in the entire Seven Heavens.

Miao Jue immediately became alert; the situation was dire—not only did she have to deal with Que Yangxian, but there was also a villain nearby who could strike at any moment.

Fortunately, her retrospective power is stronger than before, and her second-tier Earth-level spiritual bone can withstand the test for forty-five minutes!

She can still try and fail.

Miao Jue looked around carefully and discovered that the inner wall of the cauldron was carved with many ancient characters, as well as various birds and beasts. Next to each beast was a long passage of incomprehensible text, as if introducing them.

The cauldron beneath their feet was not made of metal or stone, but rather of jade. The ground was divided into two halves, one representing yin and the other yang, forming a yin-yang fish structure.

After the Yin-Yang Jade Cauldron completely closed, a certain gas began to be released from the four openings. It smelled like the breath of a furnace and had a faint fragrance of grass and trees. It wafted gently and gradually approached the person inside the cauldron.

Suddenly, the furnace energy transformed into a dragon, twisted into a single strand, and fiercely lunged at Miao Jue.

Only then did Chen Jinshi suddenly begin to move.

A burst of vibrant ash immediately erupted from his body, and he instinctively grabbed Miaojue's wrist, pulling her behind him.

The ash feathers, like sharp blades, shredded the qi dragon inch by inch, then transformed into a huge wing, blocking the way completely.

He lowered his head.

Beneath the palm, the wrist bones are delicate and slender, like warm, soft jade.

The red string of fate that he had tied himself was digging into his palm, making Chen Jinshi suddenly come to his senses. As if he had been burned, he abruptly let go in alarm.

Miao Jue gripped her wrist, which had been inexplicably flung away, and gave him a bewildered look.

She didn't ask him to save her, so why did she act so disgusted?

We used to play in the mud together when we were kids, so what are you pretending for!

He picked up the dust and let his hands hang down at his sides.

His fingertips, marked with a red birthmark, slowly tightened, clenching into a weak fist. He wanted to say something, but couldn't find a suitable opening line.

As an adult, I found myself at a loss for words.

And now, it's too late to say anything.

After growing up, Chen Jinshi rarely felt truly desperate. Because he always felt that there was always room for maneuver, even if it was the century-old enterprise of the Underworld Clan, he could rebuild it from the ruins.

But no one told him how to undo what he had done and how to make amends for the mistakes he had made.

Will she have any memories?

Could it be that she doesn't remember those ten years?

What if she didn't even recognize him? Is it too late to get to know him again?

After a long silence, Chen Jinshi finally spoke in a low voice, "I—"

Miao Jue didn't intend to communicate with the villain. After the ashes, she carefully examined all the different kinds of beasts on the cauldron wall and was surprised to find that there were exactly ten.

She turned her head, about to see what the last beast was—

Suddenly, the jade beneath their feet began to move, and the shallowly carved patterns started to flow with a bluish light, like blood in a vein. After flowing through the entire yin-yang symbol, it suddenly became transparent.

The jade was extremely translucent, almost like glass. Miao Jue looked down and was shocked to discover—

The place where the male and female protagonists held their Daoist ceremony was actually right below them?!

The most unlikely place is the safest place. The place that Queyang Xian summoned with the Blood Gu technique turned out to be the very top of the Seventh Heaven, the summit of Wenxian Mountain.

Who would have thought that she placed a Yin-Yang Jade Cauldron here, and would undergo a transformation and rebirth here?

The seventh heaven of Wenxian Mountain resembles a giant blue-white jade plate.

Those present were seated according to their status and qualifications, their seats scattered like stars in the sky, surrounded by a rich spiritual aura. From the perspective of the profound secrets, the entire mountain looked like a raw stone with a green and clear top.

All the elders of the Jade Void Sect were present, demonstrating the grandeur of the chosen one. Seated at the head of the table was a woman in green, sitting dignifiedly behind a jade curtain; she was indistinct. This was likely the Immortal Queyang.

Gong Yuqiu was dressed in red, the hem of which trailed on the ground, while Dongfang Yaotian beside her was also dressed in red.

The two were connected by a red silk handkerchief. Each elder of the Jade Void Sect would bestow their spiritual energy upon them, causing the five elements to flow and radiate brilliance on the red silk handkerchief.

"Qiu'er, I've waited too long for this day..."

"Yaotian, from this day forward, you and I are Daoist partners recognized by the Heavenly Dao."

But the beautiful romance between the male and female protagonists won't last long.

This grand ceremony for couples is destined to be the grave of their love, and the villains will not miss this opportunity.

Miao Jue glanced at Chen Jinshi beside her, keeping an eye on his actions, but found that he seemed even more anxious than she was.

His brows were tightly furrowed, and his pale face kept changing, looking terrible.

He was unusually quiet today; I wonder what big move he's brewing up.

The ash wings did not spread over a large area, creating a small, quiet space within the furnace. The girl stood in front of Chen Jinshi, wary of him but not truly on guard.

The soft, warm texture of her fair ears was evident, and her hair fell behind her pale neck. She looked down carefully at the situation below, her figure so thin and frail.

Chen Jinshi stood behind her, trying to sense the aura of her soul through the spiritual bones.

But he realized something in despair.

Now their goals are at odds. For some reason, she must ensure the chosen one's success, while he must persevere through the trials and tribulations of love.

Because he needed to refine the Destiny Pearl to bring her back to her body. He also needed to completely shatter Langhuan's scheme and send them all home.

So he still did it this way, and in her eyes he was wicked.

Chen Jinshi's jaw tightened slightly. Behind her, his thin lips parted and closed for a long time before he finally whispered, "I will kill Queyang."

You don't need to be afraid.

Miao Jue didn't turn around, but nodded as if it were commonplace: "I know, you said you wanted to kill 'my mother'."

You even invited me to kill people together, my friend.

The dust has settled, and words fail me.

He was like an anxious, trapped bird, pacing beneath the ashes, his heart numb. He wanted to shake himself clean, even just a little.

"...I mean, I won't let her cut your bones."

He spoke softly, his fingertips gripping the compass tightly.

“Oh—” Miaojue nodded calmly, then pointed knowingly to the Dao Couple Ceremony below, “I know, because Queyang is still useful to you. Look, the two of them are already arguing.”

You wicked sadomasochistic maniac! Don't I know you?

Chen Jinshi pursed his lips tightly, his fingertips hanging down under his sleeves pinching repeatedly.

At this moment, the two people dressed in red had already walked to the seat behind the curtain of the Immortal Queyang.

Before this, although Dongfang Yaotian and Gong Yuqiu had argued about this several times, a teacher is like a mother, and on this occasion, both men and women should bow to her. Dongfang Yaotian offered the tea with both hands, holding it above his head and presenting it to her—this proud and noble young prince was willing to bend down a little for Gong Yuqiu's sake.

However, inside the jade curtain, the Immortal of Queyang remained motionless.

This caused the wicked smile on Dongfang Yaotian's lips to gradually turn cold. After Gong Yuqiu asked for permission for the third time, he suddenly smashed the teacup.

"Yaotian!" Gong Yuqiu exclaimed in surprise. The disciples of Queyang also stood up one after another, and Mei Zichen instantly stood guard beside the Queyang Immortal.

This hostile and defensive attitude made Dongfang Yaotian laugh out loud, understanding the implication.

"So this is the true attitude of your Jade Void Sect."

"What a joke! I, Dongfang Yaotian, have never been treated this coldly since birth!"

"No!" Gong Yuqiu's eyes were filled with tears as she urgently explained, "Master, she... Master, there must be a reason why she's like this—"

But even Gong Yuqiu found it strange that his master would not accept teacups offered by his juniors, which was an extremely impolite and irregular act for the Jade Void Sect, which had strict rules.

The Immortal of Magpie Sun seemed to be sitting there like a statue, as if, as if she could no longer move...?

Master's health has been poor over the years, but she is still a Xuan-level spiritual bone—yes, few people on the continent know this, and Master herself is very humble and low-key, which is what Gong Yuqiu admires most. Even she can't help but feel proud because of her Heavenly Spiritual Bone aptitude, but Master has never boasted about her extraordinary talent to the outside world.

Therefore, Gong Yuqiu looked at the person in the upper seat with even more anxiety and pain. The Xuan-level Wood Spirit Bone is born with the Five Elements, and Wood represents vitality. It should be a thriving and healing state. How could Master be like this?

Inside the Yin-Yang Jade Cauldron suspended in the air, Miao Jue stroked his chin, realizing that the female protagonist truly knew nothing about her master.

The system notification reads: "The heart-wrenching moment has arrived. At the Dao Couple Ceremony, all the male protagonist's grievances finally erupt. Just then, he discovers more secrets about the female protagonist's master, and suddenly realizes that the old man with the beard and eyebrows at the bottom of the cliff's cliff was right—everything around him was a conspiracy—"

Suddenly, a dark blue arc of light flashed across the seventh heaven.

It goes without saying who gave the order.

Villain: "..."

The Netherworld Race's Yingyu suddenly attacked the Jade Void Sect, and before anyone could react, it abruptly lifted the jade curtain that held the Magpie Sun Immortal seated.

Then, a familiar face came into Dongfang Yaotian's view, and his father's mutterings and infatuated appearance in his childhood suddenly surged up from the depths of his memory.

It turns out that the woman whom the King of Tianyan Kingdom longed for day and night and spared no effort to raise her children was Gong Yuqiu's master.

When she was a child, her father told her that this woman had left something very important with him, and that one day she would take it away, after which her father would be useless to her.

As a child, Dongfang Yaotian didn't understand what this meant at all, but now, at his own Dao Companion Ceremony, he laughably understood it all.

It turns out that Gong Yuqiu came to Tianyan Kingdom on her master's orders, and her relationship with him was not pure at all! She took advantage of her close relationship with him to openly enter the Tianyan Secret Treasury and could freely access everything she needed.

After taking what her master needed, she ruthlessly killed his father! Was that right or wrong?

"Gong, Yu, Qiu!"

Dongfang Yaotian stood atop Mount Wenxian, powerful wind spirit energy violently gathering behind him. The tip of his sword slowly pointed at his newly formed Daoist partner, his eyes bloodshot: "Do you have even a shred of sincerity towards me?!"

Gong Yuqiu swayed precariously, "No, Master isn't that kind of person..."

It's started, the torture has begun.

Miao Jue turned around with a cold expression, not seeing those playful, smiling peach blossom eyes, but instead seeing him in a daze.

Chen Jinshi lowered his head before her, remained silent for a moment, and struggled to justify himself: "...I had my reasons for doing this."

Miao Jue looked at him strangely.

She wasn't curious about the other person's reasons, but rather about why he acted that way.

The main villain doesn't even give a heads-up before destroying the world, so why bother explaining all this to her?

In short, she was perfectly aware that he was a bad guy.

Chen Jinshi carefully looked into her eyes and saw that she didn't believe him at all. He anxiously paced around twice, "—Queyang is coming up."

Miao Jue suddenly stiffened. Chaos erupted below as Mei Zichen and his disciples surrounded their master. Everyone's attention was diverted from the tragic love story between the male and female protagonists, providing the perfect opportunity for Immortal Queyang to secretly plot his scheme.

With focused concentration, he sensed that a powerful and eerie wood element was rapidly approaching.

Miao Jue immediately pushed Chen Jinshi aside and quickly stuffed something into his hand. He instinctively grabbed her wrist tightly, as if afraid she would run away, and asked in a tense voice, "What are you doing?"

"You said you would kill my mother."

Miao Jue stood firmly on the Yin-Yang Jade Cauldron, half-closing his eyes, and resumed the state controlled by the Magpie Yang Immortal.

Chen Jinshi hesitated for a moment, then finally dissipated into ashes, disappearing into the shadows. After thinking for a while, he devoured all the energy within the cauldron, including hers.

Just as the hem of his snow-white robe disappeared, soft footsteps sounded outside the Yin-Yang Jade Cauldron.

...

Like a bamboo cane striking the ground, footsteps approached woodenly.

A clear palm print appeared on the outer wall of the jade cauldron. The newcomer had unlocked the extremely high-level Jade Void Restriction. Then, a figure in green suddenly appeared inside the cauldron.

She was a relatively young woman with a delicate figure and a spiritual aura far exceeding her appearance. Her demeanor was measured, and her gaze was clear and gentle; anyone who saw her would agree that she was indeed a renowned powerhouse of the era. Only extremely fine lines on her face revealed her age, and the proportions of her face—the three courts and five eyes—truly bore a striking resemblance to the standing Dongfang Qian.

The moment she appeared, the jade cauldron was filled with a vast amount of wood spiritual energy. But strangely, in the past, when Miao Jue encountered high-level wood-type cultivators, he could absorb their spiritual energy. However, the woman behind him, despite having extremely strong spiritual power, was like a bottomless vortex, only absorbing the spiritual energy of others.

Queyang looked at the young and pretty figure inside the cauldron, his eyes, which were slightly wrinkled, softened, and he slowly walked towards her. "In the blink of an eye, you've grown so much..."

Like a mother's longing, her expression was gentle and kind, and her tone carried a hint of apology.

The girl remained motionless.

"I'm sorry, Qianqian, as your mother, I couldn't give you a body with extraordinary spiritual bones..." Queyang said, finally walking up to her, with a hint of indignation and sorrow on her behalf, "This world is so unfair. Without spiritual bones, anyone can step on your head."

"These years have been tough, haven't they?" She gently stroked her daughter's cheek with her warm, delicate palm, looking into her daughter's blank, unfocused eyes, which reflected her own gradual decline.

“It must have been so hard for you to grow these spiritual bones,” Queyang murmured. “From now on, you won’t have to work so hard anymore…”

As she sighed, the yin-yang symbol beneath her feet began to glow, and the wood spirit energy emanating from the air grew increasingly dense, almost condensing into a dark green, heavy wall of wood spirit energy, reflecting the clearer expression of the Magpie Sun Immortal.

expect.

Strong anticipation.

Everything she said came from the heart, but it didn't hinder what she was about to do at all.

Miaojue's half-closed eyes didn't move an inch, but he laughed out loud in his heart.

Her sincerity was so genuine, her desire so undisguised. Otherwise, she wouldn't have used the power of the blood curse with every word she spoke, leaving Dongfang Qian no chance of regaining her senses.

Every single one of these words was spoken only to herself.

With her hands, which weren't even calloused from sword wounds, she moved from one set of bones to another, continuing to sit high at the pinnacle of the mortal world, continuing to be the most revered master of those born with high spiritual bones.

The Immortal Magpie Yang smiled as she looked at her daughter, who was both familiar and unfamiliar, and murmured to herself, "Your mother will love you even more than you do. Don't be afraid, my child, don't be afraid..."

Everyone is focused on the two Destiny Babies, and no one will see the small jade cauldron atop Wenxian Mountain.

When she went out again, she was once again the extraordinary genius, the Immortal of Queyang.

A vibrant blue light burst forth from behind her.

The light seemed to be squeezing her spine, flickering and revealing its presence—the suppressed bear bones, forcibly trapped within this rather petite body, were completely twisted and deformed.

Queyang let out a painful wail inside the cauldron, while still smiling and comforting the dazed Dongfang Qian, "Daughter, daughter, don't be afraid... everything was fine before. Bear bones, a complete set of bear bones, is already a divine gift from heaven... any other complete set of bones is beyond what your mother could obtain..."

"These past ten years have been so painful. Its soul has always been roaring, its soul is not convinced by me, but daughter, you won't... right?"

“Your soul will bless me, because we are…blood relatives…!” Queyang said, almost weeping.

After a heart-wrenching, pitiful cry, the entire massive bear skeleton was completely ripped from her small body, bloody, twisted, and collapsed to the side with a crash.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a patch of ash moving slightly in the shadows, but he forcefully suppressed it.

She also pinched her fingertips hard.

It would be a lie to say she wasn't shocked. The scene before her, filled with a strong stench of blood and a ferocious desire, cruelly rushed towards her, leaving her momentarily unable to regain her composure.

The shrill voice, imbued with the power of the blood curse, nearly shattered her consciousness and completely captivated her.

But the collapsing bear skeleton suddenly pulled her back.

The entire skeleton still seemed to breathe, having endured countless years of forced dismemberment, yet it continued its defiant struggle. The bluish light on the bones flickered weakly, like a withered bear lying on the ground, panting.

The key is to concentrate intently, focusing your mind intently on your growth rings and terminal buds within your sea of ​​consciousness.

Without his spiritual bones, the Immortal Queyang instantly shrank by half, and his youthful face quickly became covered with wrinkles, like an old wall covered with vines. Only his eyes still held tears of life.

"Daughter, daughter..."

She opened her trembling arms, her steps faltering, wanting to embrace her and give Dongfang Qian one last hug in this life.

But she suddenly froze, looked down, and saw a cool bone sword, carrying a surging and terrifying power of the Nether Bone, pierce into her chest.

The domineering power of the Nether Bone instantly surged into the sword tip, accompanied by an even more ferocious roar of the soul, devouring and incinerating all the spiritual power that did not belong to her, and then, it all exploded.

Queyang raised his aged eyes in shock and met the girl's clear and calm almond-shaped eyes.

These eyes look so much like her, yet so unlike her.

Miao Jue pointed to the corner of the Yin-Yang Jade Cauldron, where a small square Heavenly Origin Mirror was held by a pair of cold, pale fingertips, recording the entire process of her bone-peeling.

Beneath the jade cauldron, Gong Yuqiu staggered two steps in shock. She looked around, but saw avoidance in Mei Zichen's eyes.

Master, what is that inside Master's body?

That's... a ghost bone...?

Queyang stared in disbelief at the girl before him, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. "Qiu'er, you actually let Qiu'er see me..."

This is her most important disciple, a natural-born Heaven-level spiritual bone, a gifted individual who doesn't need any external help; she is the daughter she has always wanted.

"What right do you have? You're just... Earth-level..." Queyang stretched out his withered claws, trying to grab the person in front of him, but his wrists were viciously severed by the suddenly appearing cold ashes.

The secret is indescribable; I can't quite put my finger on how I feel.

Who exactly is imprisoned by the spirit bone? Having tasted the flavor of the Profound level, one feels no longer like a mortal. Just like... those immortals of Langhuan who are untouched by worldly karma.

Queyang stared at the cold, gray embers, suddenly realizing something, and looked at the ingenious technique before him in shock: "You...you're not..."

Miao Jue quickly drew her sword, stopping her from saying anything more.

Blood gushed out, and Queyang collapsed to the ground, falling side by side with the bear skeleton.

It brought her nearly a century of glory.

It also gave her eternal pain and ruins.

...

Miao Jue heard the system notification in her ear, indicating that this torture point had been judged and passed.

The conflict between the female and male protagonists both stemmed from the immortal Queyang. When the female protagonist saw through her master's true colors, she understood everything.

A real world, deliberately concealed by Langhuan, slowly unfolds before the chosen one's eyes.

The essence of the magic technique has also been quietly upgraded.

After slowly advancing to the third level of the Earth Rank, the verdant sapling above her dantian had already reached a clear height, and the abundant spiritual energy flowed freely through her meridians, making her consciousness incredibly clear.

Miaojue nodded quietly under Queyang's frightened gaze and whispered to her, "Yes, I can still grow."

Queyang let out a hoarse cry of injustice.

Miaojue had already moved to the bear bones next to him and squatted down gently.

Footsteps sounded behind her. The man's white robe swept across the ground, first kicking Queyang aside, then blocking her side with his eyes lowered.

Miaojue quietly changed his posture and, out of his sight, secretly placed his hand on the deformed bear bones.

Upon reaching the third level of the Earth Rank, she was able to rewind time to half an hour.

A whole hour.

Converted to partial retrospection, that's the retrospective power of 3,600 days... nearly ten years.

Just now, Queyang said that the bear bones began to deform ten years ago.

She can make it better.

The air began to move subtly; she did it so discreetly that no one could detect it.

Behind him, the young man in white slowly clenched his fingers.

…

The Yin-Yang Jade Cauldron was finally violently overturned by the disciples of the Jade Void Sect. Gong Yuqiu fell to his feet, completely disoriented, followed by Dongfang Yaotian, who also had a complicated expression.

"Master...Master..."

The secret has been quietly hidden away.

She turned around and saw the villain staring at her intently.

Miao Jue immediately became alert, protecting the bear bones, "Don't try to take them, you can't eat all of this."

Chen Jinshi, however, seemed to have reached his limit. He gripped her wrist bone with one hand, trembling, and released ashes with the other to wrap around the bear bone. Before the other disciples could rush in and mourn, he had already disappeared with her.

Miaojue felt a blur before his eyes, and when he opened them again, he was outside a bamboo forest.

This place resembles the back mountain area of ​​the Jade Void Sect, with the towering Seven Heavens of the Immortal Inquiry Mountain standing far away on the other side.

Miao Jue strongly suspects that Chen Jinshi brought her here to kill and dispose of the body, and now he has the entire bear skeleton in his hands.

Just as she was about to quietly strike first against the villain, she suddenly saw a streak of silver light flash by. After a few leaps, a fluffy, elegant, and graceful silver fox sat down in front of her.

The beautiful golden fox eyes blinked as it looked at the little girl it had met again.

Last time, she used the Crimson Cloud Invitation to send her out of the secret realm in time, and I haven't thanked her yet.

Miao Jue stared at the silver fox in front of him for two seconds, then suddenly made up his mind, turned around and shoved Chen Jinshi aside, then tried to pick up the bear bones on the ground—but couldn't.

How did you manage to lift Dust All Up so easily with one hand?!

But Miaojue dragged it forward a few steps and shouted urgently to the silver fox, "Quick, this belongs to your companion, take it with you!"

The silver fox was completely stunned; even its alluring fox eyes widened in disbelief.

Miao Jue glanced at Chen Jinshi's tense expression and shouted desperately, "Hurry up!"

Silver Fox instinctively took two steps forward. Although he didn't understand what was going on, he actually obediently picked up the bear bone he already had. Then, under the girl's expectant and encouraging gaze, he huffed and puffed as he ran away.

Miao Jue breathed a long sigh of relief.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Chen Jinshi's increasingly inexplicable expression as he grew older, and his feet slipped.

Slowly slip away.

The young man in white did not stop her this time.

He only had one last question left.

She possesses the power to rewind time; her power could even reverse Zhu Jiu's bones by ten years. Is that possible—

When the Queyang Blood Gu summoned her, she maintained her conscious soul through the power of rewind, rather than from the presence of a different soul.

The dust settles, and I close my eyes.

...just his last struggle before he was doomed.

He walked alone through the bamboo cage, walked to Zhu Jiu who looked puzzled, pointed to the figure outside who was quietly escaping, and spoke in a very calm voice.

"Call her."

Zhu Jiu was confused. He didn't understand why they had hunted his bones back and then had Xian Ba ​​carry them away.

"What's your name?" he asked.

Chen Jinshi's voice was calm, but his breath was alarmingly hot. "Call that name."

Zhu Jiu was stunned for a moment. Looking at the familiar expression on the boy's face, even after he had grown up, he suddenly understood something and looked sharply outside the bamboo prison.

Miaojue was running away at top speed, secretly relieved that the evil villain hadn't chased after her for some reason.

Suddenly, a familiar voice rang out from the bamboo forest without warning.

—"Miaomiao?"

Almost instinctively, Miaojue paused, looking around in the deserted bamboo forest.

strangeness.

Why could she hear Uncle Nine's voice?

Miaojue carefully looked around but couldn't find any familiar figures, so she could only assume she was hallucinating.

The girl's slender figure ran away excitedly.

The woman in white, undisturbed, slowly emerged from behind the rustling bamboo leaves, her fingers clenched tightly.

Like a trapped bird staring at her back.

His eyes finally turned clearly red, inch by inch.